Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Grenada and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Cybotron to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Silicon Teens,
Minutemen,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ponytail,
Hasil Adkins,
Scratch Acid,
Sam Rivers,
Das Ding,
Kurtis Blow,
Max Romeo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Archie Shepp,
Roy Ayers,
The Toasters,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Techniques,
Accadde A,
Susan Cadogan,
Underground Resistance,
Q65,
The Monochrome Set,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Gang Dance,
Main Source,
Scott Walker,
Tom Boy,
Maleditus Sound,
Black Moon,
Quantec,
Deadbeat,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
T.S.O.L.,
Loose Ends,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Happenings,
Prince Buster,
The Velvet Underground,
Mark Hollis,
Average White Band,
Rites of Spring,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nirvana,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rotary Connection,
Panda Bear,
Qualms,
Todd Rundgren,
Matthew Bourne,
The J.B.'s,
Eddi Front,
Boredoms,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scion,
Pagans,
Black Bananas,
The Angels of Light,
Echospace,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.